His heart was heavy in his chest, his head was aching, and every step he took was almost painful. Honnouji burned around him, his life with the Oda disappearing in the flames as he got closer and closer to where his Lord… no, his former Lord waited for him.
This day would haunt him for months, years, decades. He was committing a grave sin to do what was right, and condemning himself to personal suffering for a long, long time. Perhaps his entire life, however long that would be after this.
But he would not stop, would not turn back. No matter how agonising this was, a core of strength and courage pushed him forward. There was no going back. He had made a choice, and he would not turn away now.